Chapter 71: Blood Relatives Luo Pan

  It all started back then, and today's encounter is still thanks to Hou Daxiong. I was locked up in a mental hospital, my older sister was possessed by a ghost and went missing, both of which have something to do with him. Now he's in danger, as his enemy, I should just stand by and watch. But on this journey, he saved me and Wang Jue twice, if I say I don't feel any gratitude towards him, it would be too cold-blooded, people's weakness is that they easily get emotional.

  Come to think of it, our elder sister has not been found yet. If we don't save him, where can we go to find out about our elder sister's whereabouts? Without finding our elder sister, how can we talk about rescuing her? Now the only one who can take us to find our elder sister is him.

  Then, I took the dagger from Wang Jue's hand, gritted my teeth and stabbed through my palm, and fresh blood gushed out. I moved my palm to Hou Da Yong's chest, and Wang Jue helped him lie down on the ground. The scalding hot blood was like a string of broken pearls, continuously dripping onto the wound, slowly covering up the dark blood that was gushing out...

  After a few minutes, Hou Dayong's bleeding seemed to have stopped. He let out a long sigh and sat up from the ground, touching his chest and saying, "It still hurts a bit, but it'll be fine after a while."

  "Can spirits also get hurt?" Wang Ke couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

  Hou Dayong remained silent, probably unwilling for me and Wang Jue to know their secret.

  Since you won't say it, I won't force you. Let's start discussing the plan for now. Hou Dàyǒng said that there is a hidden mechanism in the room that can open the door to another room.

  I and Wang Jue felt along the base of the wall, starting to look for a mechanism. Feeling around didn't yield anything, but I did end up with a handful of dust. The walls here were extremely slippery, and a light scratch could scrape off a handful of lime powder, giving off a sense of years of neglect.

  Half a day passed without finding the mechanism, and we two sat down on either side of Hou Dàyǒng, dusting off our hands, staring at him.

  Hou Dàyǒng seemed lost in thought, got up and walked to the side of the mermaid. She was still barely alive, lying on the ground unable to move.

  "How about we make a deal?" Hou Dàyǒng said to her, "You tell us where the organ is, I'll pull out the dagger from your back and send you back into the water."

  The mermaid weakly pointed at the rifle rack with her finger. Wang Jue jumped up, walked over and grabbed the rack, shaking it back and forth.

  Creaking... The wall directly opposite the entrance slowly opened, revealing a stone chamber. The walls were lit with torches and empty except for a stone table in the center of the room. On top of the table was something that looked like a compass. That's probably the Blood Relative Compass we're looking for.

  Hou Dàyǒng followed the agreement, pulled out the dagger from behind the mermaid's back. She took a deep breath and felt slightly better than before. Wang Jue and I acted as porters, lifted up the mermaid, stood her upright in the tunnel, and then pushed her forward with great force, grabbing her feet to send her a long distance ahead. As soon as she touched the water, she came back to life, quickly broke free from us, and swam towards the outside of the tunnel.

  We turned back, and Hou Dàyǒng was already standing beside the sundial, wiping off the dust on it with his hand.

  The compass seems to be made of copper, with an ancient bronze color, without any rust. It is about ten inches square in size, with no corners, perfectly round and divided into two layers. The inner layer is a copper mirror that can clearly reflect the heads of the three of us, while the outer layer has a circle with symbols such as zi, wu, yin, chou, etc., written in sequence, and at the very top center is a small groove recessed inward.

  Hou Dàyǒng grabbed my hand, without saying a word, picked up the dagger, pierced my index finger, pinched my finger, and let the blood drip into the small groove.